We're All Shining Stars.

Remember learning about how far away stars really are? To this very day it baffles me that we can see something so surreal and bright in the night sky that is so distant from us. Not only is it more than likely a dead star, it would take us so many years to reach it we would die as well. I apologize for the morbidity, but it's fascinating. Sometimes I relate stars to the people we consider stars; our icons. It's a very similar concept. We watch them on TV or in films, listen to their music or go to their shows, worship them, etc., and they don't even know we exist. The stars that we see in the sky don't know we exist either. It's such a strange feeling when we think about how incredibly small we are in the universe as a whole, but it's amazing when realizing that individuals not much different than us have made an impact on millions, possibly billions, of people all over the world. There was a time when famous people were simple people, too, and even when they were simple people they didn't know about the random other people in the world who would all know their name someday. I guess my point is that it doesn't matter how far away or small we feel, because we aren't the only ones. Everyone feels that way at one point or another, and we can't let it stop us. When you notice someone from a distance, you may never see that person again, and they usually have no idea you even noticed them. Think about how many times that has happened to you in reverse. Someone saw you at the grocery store and you never even knew. It's a crazy thought, but entirely possible, that on entirely separate occasions two strangers have noticed one another and they will never meet. This might seem like a disconnection, but it's really quite the opposite. It's quite amazing. 

What's even more amazing is when somewhere out there someone else sees things exactly the same way you do and brings it to your attention. The following photo is from LoveBugDarien's Instagram; a captivating shot among the clouds from an airplane window with this beautiful caption:

"Flying Back to San Antonio."

". . . 30,000 feet in the sky. Looking down, I could only assume there were thousands of people like me on what looked like a tilt-shifted image of whatever city I was flying over. Here I am, the same size as them, yet when they look  up to the sky, perhaps to gaze at the clouds or hold back a sneeze, I look like a pinpoint on a blue piece of paper. Perception is strange, but astonishingly beautiful. It's amazing what a glance out the window of an airplane can do to one's imagination."